Posted on 06/16/2005 6:52:11 PM PDT by MoJo2001
((HUGS)) Ms. Feather! Have a good Friday!
Songs for the Democrats:
You Talk Too Much-George Thorogood
Dust In The Wind-Kansas
Poor Poor Pitiful Me-Warren Zevon
Hope you got some good rest on Thursday, ms feather. I'm thinking a nap would be nice.
Welcome to the Canteen!
Rested yes, ma.
Aeronaut!! Good to see you flying overhead. Any good trips lately? How's Otto?
HUGS, ms.marlowe.
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How 'bout "My Give a Damn's Broken"?
Got it! Yaaaay! ;-)
How 'bout "My Give a Damn's Busted"?
It will be a great Friday--and a very hot one. We are supposed to have 104* weather tomorrow--I'll be really glad to be indoors under the air conditioner!
Catch ya tomorrow!
To make a lasting impression on one's Gitmo friends, one should always use a little "Honey."
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See the tree, how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
It wasn't big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
Then the first snow came
And she ran out to brush the snow away
So it wouldn't die
Came runnin' in all excited
Slipped and almost hurt herself
And I laughed till I cried
She was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so
And I surprised her with a puppy
Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her
When I came in from workin' late
'Cause I would know
That she'd been sittin' there and cryin'
Over some sad and silly late, late show
And honey, I miss you
And I'm bein' good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could
She wrecked the car and she was sad
And so afraid that I'd be mad
But what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be
Guess you could say she saw through me
And hugged my neck
I came home unexpectedly
And caught her cryin' needlessly
In the middle of the day
And it was in the early Spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
She went away
And honey, I miss you
And I'm bein' good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone
The angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey
And I wake up nights and call her name
Now my life's an empty stage
Where Honey lived and Honey played
And love grew up
And a small cloud passes overhead
And cries down on the flower bed
That Honey loved
And see the tree how big it's grown
But friend it hasn't been too long
It wasn't big
And I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
The nicest thing about the weather in TEXAS in the summertime?
Not a DAMNED thing.
BigB.....#50!!
You got that RIGHT! I am ready to take off for somewhere cool--wherever that might be. Unfortunately, work happens, so I'm stuck here in Hades!
I'm afraid there are too many out there who have already forgotten why we fight the war on terror. That is a wonderful graphic you have Luv!
Queenie....I hear your under the weather...please get well soon! *Hugs*
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